Thanks, as always, to my wonderful beta: Scronkidile!

It took an hour to wipe away the blood on the floor. Rose and Olivia had taken Heather's body. They'd give it a proper burial later. Calliope looked around her house and sighed. They really needed a different medical station. Her house just wasn't equipped for it. Did they still own the warehouse?

She turned to ask Addison if they had an empty warehouse or if they had could buy one when she realized Addison wasn't there.

"Hey, Teddy, where did Addie go?"

Teddy was sitting in an armchair, texting someone. She looked up from her phone and thought for a moment. "uh, I don't know. She probably bailed right after they brought in Mousey."

Callie nodded and pulled out her phone. "Yeah, probably. She hates blood. I'll text her – oh. She's almost back." Callie snapped her phone shut.

Bailey took a last look around the room before deciding it was sufficiently clean. She sat down hard on the couch. The door opened and Addison walked in carrying to full bags of groceries.

"Hey Guys! I bring food and the Greys."

Mer and Lexie came in behind her. They took seats on the couch next to Bailey as Addison put down the groceries in the kitchen. Calliope went to help her. As they unpacked and put away the food, the leaders in the living room started talking about recent events.

"I just can't get information fast enough. Apparently, Owen has emptied out L'Homme's armory. Cristina says they've even started trying to decode Webber's maps and find the other storage units scattered around Seattle."

Bailey crossed her arms. "Great. Just what we need." She looked at Calliope. "We don't have secret codes, do we?"

"Not unless you count Spanish as a secret code."

Addison held up a six-pack. "Beer, anyone?"

Two hours and three six-packs later, they'd come up with a plan. Bailey would recruit new women and train them. It'd be expedited training and they'd have to go hard, but at least they'd have greater forces. Meredith was going to infiltrate and bug L'Homme's leaders' houses. Mark's was easy, he had a constant parade of women in and out of his apartment and La Femme had people who would be more than willing to get into Mark's bed. Karev and Jackson lived together, but the young men weren't exactly the most responsible of people. Owen's home would be tricky. He'd definitely have high security all around his apartment building, but Mer was going to talk to Cristina about the best way to get inside. Derek's apartment was the most difficult. He lived in a house he'd built himself. None of them had been to it and they would need a copy of the blueprints before they could even think about formulating a plan.

April would put out a press release that warned Seattle of the fights. The police department already knew to keep out of their way, but they wouldn't be expecting a full out war. Honestly, though Calliope, who expects that? Lexie would study and draw up reports on the layout of L'Homme's troops. Addison had confirmed that they did in fact own a warehouse, if they needed to could buy more. Teddy was going to set up a medical center. They'd use their funds to get the best medical supplies they could. It would be a bit difficult because they weren't an actual practice, but La Femme had friends in high places. Calliope was going to try and talk some sort of sense into Derek. They needed ground rules or something; this mass chaos wasn't productive for anyone. They still needed to find out who the blonde was that killed Webber.

After everyone left, Addison and Callie started on the dishes.

"Who does she think she is?"

Addison looked at Callie, confused. "Who?"

"Arizona Robbins. What the fuck kind of name is that?" Callie dried the plate Addison handed her. "Who does the fuck she think she is?"

"Wait, isn't she Teddy's new roommate?"

"Yeah. She's so fucking high and mighty."

"Well, She is a Marine."

Callie paused and looked at Addison. "What does that have to do with anything?"

She shrugged. "I don't know, I'm trying to help. Besides we don't have much luck with Army People."

Callie set the cup she was holding down. "That's true."

"Definitely true." She handed her another cup. "What did she say?"

"She just got really mad about how I didn't know Mousey's full name and how we recruited kids from homeless shelters." Callie slammed the cup down. "We fucking save those kids." She looked at Addison, annoyed and more than a little frustrated.

Addison was reaching for a plate when she felt Callie move in behind her. Callie pushed her hips into the sink. She grabbed Addison's hands and brought them up to hold onto the counter. Reaching her arms around Addison, she slowly pushed her shirt up, trailing her hands up Addison's stomach, nipping slightly at the back of her neck.

"Really? Now?"

"Right now."

Callie pushed her hands up under Addison's bra, squeezing lightly. She heard her sigh and smiled. Who needed blondes?

"Take your shirt off. And your bra."

Addison quickly yanked them off and threw them on the floor. "Bossy. I like it."

"You'd better."

Callie yanked her around and crushed their lips together. She dug her fingers into Addison's side and felt Addison's hands knot in her hair. She pushed her tongue into her mouth as she started undoing her pants. She pushed them down and Addison hurriedly kicked them off. They laughed as the awkwardly tried to keep their mouths together.

"Ugh, why are we doing this standing?"

Callie shoved her thigh against Addison's core and grinned when she gasped.

"That's why."

She kissed her again as she bucked against her thigh. Addison ripped her mouth away. "Clothes," she panted, "Take off your clothes."

Callie stepped back and stripped quickly, dropping to her knees in front of Addison. Addison dragged her back up.

"Oh no. We're obviously helping you get over something; you stand, I kneel." Addison turned them around and pushed Callie against the sink, kissing her roughly. She scrapped her nails down Callie's sides leaving red scratches. Callie squeezed her eyes shut and thrust her hips forward. Addison didn't tease. She pushed two fingers into Callie, grasping her breast tightly with her other hand. She watched as Callie gritted her teeth together and threw her head back, gasping.

"fuck, more, Addie, please."

Addison dropped down in front of her, pushing her legs apart. She added a third finger as she sucked on her clit. A loud moan ripped from Callie's throat and she ground down on Addison's face. A few moments later, Callie clenched around her fingers. She slid down to the floor and Addison leaned forward to kiss her softly.

"Better?"

Callie blinked slowly and met her eyes. She pushed her back and straddled her hips. "Almost."

Several Hours later, Callie woke up to someone pounding on the front door. Angry, she stalks through the living room and yanks it open. Arizona is on the other side, a fist raised to knock again and her eyes looking at…Not Callie's face?

Callie looked down at herself and realized she was still naked. They'd just fallen asleep in the kitchen, what time was it? Callie remembered that she was just standing in front of Arizona who seemed to be frozen. She quickly slammed the door shut. Wait. She opened it again to see Arizona now bright red and trying very hard to maintain eye contact.

"Uh. What, uh, what are you doing here?"

Arizona's eyes flicked over Callie's body before settling somewhere on the ceiling. "Can you put clothing on? Or even just a towel? It's just," Her eyes flew to Callie's chest and away again, "It's just kind of distracting."

Callie let go of the door and covered her chest. "Yeah, uh, sorry, yeah. Come in. Just sit anywhere." She turned towards her bedroom. She had one hand on the door when she remembered. "and um, don't go in the kitchen."

Callie closed the door to her bedroom and leaned against it for a second. Fuck. What the fuck? As she dug through her dresser she tried to figure out what Arizona was doing here. Was she here to apologize? She yanked a shirt over her head. Or had she used the evening to come up with more insults? Tying her pajama pants, Callie glanced at the clock, it was 2 am. This had better be good.

Callie opened her bedroom door before remembering Addison. She grabbed a pillow of her bed and a blanket. She walked back into the living room and saw that Arizona was standing in the middle, awkwardly fiddling with her fingers. She looked nervous, but had regained some of the determination that came with banging on a mob boss' door at 2 am.

She walked past her into the kitchen and draped the blanket over Addison who was sprawled out on her stomach. As she lifted her head to slide the pillow under, she heard Arizona speak from the living room.

"I hope I didn't interrupt you guys."

Callie stood up. "No, we were just sleeping. I guess we never made it to the bedroom."

Arizona nodded as Callie walked into the living room. "I've been there." She gestured toward Addison. "Is she your girlfriend?"

"No," She put her hands on her hips. "She's my best friend. We just sleep together."

Arizona nodded again before shoving her hands into the pockets of her coat. "I get that."

Callie noticed then what Arizona was wearing. She was wearing a sexy, silk top, but the most hideously pink sweat pants. She had her Seattle Grace Mercy West wind blazer on and her hair in braids. She looked very small for someone that seemed so tough.

"Ok. So I know I stomped out of here, but I have a couple more things to say and you're going to listen." Calliope opened her mouth only to be stopped by a finger being shoved into her face. "No, no! I don't care if you have more power here than the president, but I am going to speak and you are going to listen." When she was sure Calliope was listening, she put her hands back in her pockets. "Ok, here's the thing. I don't like that you risk the lives of children – Calliope! I am talking!" Calliope shut her mouth. "However, I do appreciate that you help them get out of the system and carry on. I don't like the whole mob war thing, I think it's stupid, but here's the thing. Teddy's your only medic. I know that it was fine during peace time, but it's going to get a lot worse before it gets better and the fact that you don't have enough doctors makes me want to cry."

She paused for a moment. Several moments. Calliope just looked at her and waited. And waited. "Arizona? Are you done?"

Arizona's eyes snapped up to her face. "No! I want to be a medic. For you. For La Femme, I mean." She took a deep breath. "I want to help."

Calliope looked at her seriously for a moment, sizing her up. Showing up with Teddy's bag was pretty brave. Showing up at a mob boss' home after having yelled at said mob boss was really brave. She did work in a hospital, which could help them. Teddy would love an easier way to get medicine and medical supplies.

"Alright, but no more yelling at me."

Arizona laughed lightly. "Yeah, I can't promise that. I'll try though."

Calliope reached out a hand. As Arizona shook it, she grinned. "Ok, now get out of my house. It's way too early to be talking about work."

Arizona dropped her hand and nodded. "I completely understand."

"Alright," Calliope opened the door for her, "We'll have a dinner tomorrow night to introduce you to everyone. Teddy will let you know the details."

"Sure thing, thanks!" She walked through the door before turning back. "Enjoy some sex with your busty redhead."

Callie chuckled and shut the door. She turned back to the kitchen where Addison was standing naked opening a bottle of wine.

"I like her."